Free Throw

"Lvl. 2 Pidgey In A Masterball"

[Verse 1]
I'm pretty sure I hate you
This epiphany, it came to me today
Amidst a fit of rage
I wish that I could break you
And make you feel my hate
You're nothing more
You're nothing more
You're nothing more than a mistake
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa

[Verse 2]
Your voice, it echos
Off the walls of the cave that is my head
It makes me wish that I was dead
Feed my addiction
By pouring liquor down my throat
Only hoping I can cope
And make it through another f**king day

[Verse 3]
The alcohol, it helps me to pretend
That you don't think you're happier with him
Sometimes I wish the worst on you and all your friends
And hope that you all meet untimely ends
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